Duckley is not a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

If he is afraid of death, then he will not do the kind of work he has now, but should go to farming honestly or learning crafts and doing business.

An accurate description of a person like him is that he weighs the threat of death against the benefits of taking it, and once it reaches a limit that is acceptable to him, then the threat of death is not unacceptable.

In the beginning, Rann performed without a doubt, exceeding the maximum risk that Darkley could accept.

So he immediately wanted to turn around and slip away.

But then, when he discovered 'something' facts, he suddenly felt that . . . The risk doesn't seem to be as great as it seems.

"Now I'll take the temporary command! Everybody's on orders! ”

In the midst of the chaotic phalanx of the Nilfgaards, Duckley, who was at the back, suddenly shouted.

Judging by his rank in the Nilfgaard army, he does now have command.

This shout is also very noticeable now, which has been stirred up by Lan En.

But Duckley was cautious, or rather very scheming, and just spoke up. But he didn't mean to make his position stand out at all.

Originally, in the command of the army, it was very necessary for the commander to highlight himself so that his subordinates could determine the position and order.

And by Duckley's side, the four good hands he brought with him also looked at him like crazy people.

"You're fucking in the water?!"

"Son of a bitch! If you want to deal with him, you can go yourself! Do you hear that?! Go on your own!! ”

While scolding, they were about to ride their horses away from their commander.

Even Joanna, a psychic, who seemed to be quieter.

This group of people was originally a group of outlaws, and the respect for Duckley was out of respect for his position and power.

And now Darkley. The men only thought of him as a dead man.

But Duckley himself, now with a look of agitation, is a constant state he has when he engages in some thrilling games.

Excited and nervous.

He lay on his horse, trying not to let his figure stand out.

But the command never stopped.

"Disperse! Give up the formation! Abandon the front! Everyone is scattered! ”

Duckley gave an order that was enough to confuse all commanders, even soldiers with a little battlefield knowledge.

In cold weapon warfare, formation has always been something that commanders would rather give up as many lives as they want to maintain.

"Stay away from that person! Kill those refugees! Those refugees are no match for you, even if they don't use formation! Disperse! Charge at them! ”

In fact, whether or not Duckley gave the order to 'abandon the front', the organization of Nilfgaard's army was about to be shattered.

And after the order of the upper commander, the Nilfgaard soldiers suddenly dispersed in a hurry!

From the moment Duckley gave the order, Lane immediately realized that something was wrong.

Because this order directly cuts to his flaw - he can't take care of very far, and he can't take care of many people!

Ryan was rampaging through the crowd and immediately wanted to kill Duckley before he could finish his orders.

But now there was chaos, all around which were the roars and wails of the Nilfgaards, and the grinding of steel, and nothing could be distinguished.

So what happened next was just like Lanne's estimate.

Broken by his courage, the Nilfgaard people, who could not even maintain their basic formation and discipline, began to flee in all directions.

A small number of people had close contact with him, and they were almost stupid at this time, so they ran without a head or a tail.

While tearing off the armor on his body to lose weight, he fled in an inexplicable direction.

But most people still subconsciously obeyed the officer's orders.

They scattered in the direction of the refugee group.

Stewart's cavalry forces, with their numerical superiority, had already defeated the enemy's cavalry units.

After seeing this, his face immediately changed.

Wielding his sword on horseback, he shouted to the knights around him: "Help! Go back and protect the refugees! ”

But in the end, in the face of a group of chaotic soldiers, it is too late.

Because they are too scattered.

If it's any, any regular army of Sintra! Even the one who was beaten by the Nilfgaard on the battlefield.

With them intact and the other side almost scattered and fleeing, they would not be afraid of these Nilfgaard people at all.

Nilfgaard's army was unstoppable, but that didn't mean that everyone in their army could take one out for ten.

But now, it wasn't any army standing opposite the Nilfgaard rebellion. Just a bunch of armed refugees.

Geralt forcefully pulled a staggering refugee and kept him in line.

"Don't be afraid! This is a bunch of defeated troops! Underdog! There are so many of us! ”

The white wolf never thought that he would say such a cruel sentence in his life, just like the gangster Xiao Mi San's words before the fight.

But there was no way, this was the first thing he came up with, which could boost the morale of the refugees.

But even so, the refugees still don't have the courage.

When the rebel army of the Nilfgaard rushed forward, the refugees in the front row, though they stood in front of them with shields in their hands, retreated and fell as soon as they rushed.

Holding a shield is easy to say, but it also requires technology.

Those who hold shields to fight must be brave, and the center of gravity of the whole person must rush forward and push forward!

In this way, they have enough resistance to maintain their position.

But what about these refugees?

Before they could rush over the Nilfgaard rebels, they had already raised their shields to their chests, and their whole bodies shrank back uncontrollably.

Don't say it's a rush, it's just a push, and they can all fall backwards!

As a result, the front of the refugees was actually in danger under the onslaught of a group of rebels.

The screams of the refugees rang out again after the rain of arrows.

Beside him, Gerd had already drawn the Valyrian steel sword from the bear behind him and began to charge into the chaotic crowd.

He's emotional.

Geralt realized this immediately.

Because in the chaos of the crowd, it is too inefficient to find the Nilfgaards, fight them, and kill them!

That's not the most important thing to do now.

And at this moment, in the middle of the refugee group, a majestic voice sounded, as if in the court.

"Now is the time! O everyone! All refugees, homeless Sintra people! Charge! ”

It was Haxel's voice.

The voice was impassioned, not at all like his usual smile.

"Take advantage of the chaos! Rush through the blockade! Rush towards the border! ”

The crowd moved.

They were on the verge of collapsing and fleeing. It's just that under the irrational rout, they will most likely flee the same way behind them.

Because a familiar path brings a sense of security.

But now Hackso's shouting barely gave them a little sense.

showed them a way out.

(End of chapter)